HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

years standing on my foundation while telling the world he had built the ground.

“You planned for me to have nothing,” he said.

“No. You planned for me to have nothing.”

I walked toward the door.

He spoke again.

“What happens now?”

“The court decides what happens to you.”

“And us?”

I looked at the man I had once promised to love until death.

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